Ichabod and Mr Toad

Ichabod and Mr Toad
Ichabod
Ichabod an Mr Toad
Ichabod, Ichabod
Ichabod and Mr Toad

The merrily song

Tally ho!

Are we on our way to Nottingham,
to Brittingham, to Buckingham?
Or any hammy hamlet by the sea?
No!

Are we on our way to Devonshire,
to Lancashire to Worcentershire?
I'm not so sure
We'll have to wait and see

Are we on our way to Dover?
Of going merrily over
The jolly old road that goes to Plymouth Ho?
No!

We’re merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Merrily on our way
To nowhere in particular
We’re merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Merrily on our way
Though the roads are perpendicular

We’re always in a hurry
We have no time to stall
We’ve gotta be there
We’ve gotta be there
But where, we can’t recall
(Whoops!)

We’re merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Merrily on our way
And we may be going to Devonshire,
to Lancashire, to Worcentershire
We’re not so sure,
but what do we care?
We're only sure
we've got to be there

We’re merrily on our way
To nowhere at all

Ichabod

Who’s that coming down the street?
Are they shovels or are they feet?
Lean and lanky, skin and bone
With clothes a scarecrow would hate to own
Yet, he has a certain air
Debonair and devil-may-care

It’s the new schoolmaster,
What’s his name?
Ichabod, Ichabod Crane
Ichabod, what a name
Kind of odd, but nice just the same
Funny pan, funny frame
Ichabod, Ichabod Crane

Ichabod may be quaint
May be odd, and maybe he ain’t
Anyway there’s no complaint
From Ichabod, Ichabod Crane

And though the arrival of the pedagogue
Gave rise to mixed emotions
The townspeople all agreed
They’d never seen anyone
Like Ichabod, Ichabod Crane

Ichabod (reprise)

Who's the town's ladies' man?
Gets around like nobody can
Has to be none other than...
Ichabod, Ichabod Crane

Katrina

Ooo ooo ooo ooo
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Once you have met that little coquette Katrina
You won’t forget Katrina
But nobody yet has ever upset Katrina
That cute coquette Katrina

You can do more with Margaret or Helena
Or Anne or Angelina
But Katrina will kiss and run
To her, a romance is fun
With always another one to start

And then when you’ve met
that little coquette Katrina
You’ve lost your heart

Katrina (reprise)

And yet when you've met
that little coquette Katrina
You've lost your heart

The headless horseman

When the spooks have a midnight jamboree
They break it up with fiendish glee
Ghosts are bad, but the one that’s cursed
Is the headless horseman, he’s the worst
That’s right, he’s a fright on Halloween night

But when he goes a-joggin’ across the land
Holdin’ his noggin in his hand
Demons take one look and groan
And they hit the road for parts unknown
Beware, take care, he rides alone

And there’s no spook like a spook that’s spurned
They don’t like him and he’s really burned
He swears to the longest day he’s dead
He’ll show them that he can get a head

They say he’s tired of his flamin’ top
He’s got a yen to make a swap
So he rides one night each year
To find a head in the hollow here

Now, he likes them little, he likes them big
Part in the middle, or a wig
Black or white or even red
The headless horseman needs a head

With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop
He’s out lookin’ for a top to chop
So don’t stop to figure out a plan
You can’t reason with a headless man

Now if you doubt this tale is so,
I met that spook just a year ago
Now, I didn’t stop for a second look,
but made for the bridge that spans the brook
For once you’ve cross that bridge, my friend
The ghost is through, his power ends

So when you’re riding home tonight
Make for the bridge with all your might
He’ll be down in the hollow there
He needs your head
Look out! Beware!

With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop
He’s out lookin’ for a head to swap
So don’t try to figure out a plan
You can’t reason with a headless man

The headless horseman (reprise)

With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop
He’s out looking for a head to swap
But don’t try to figure out a plan
You can’t reason with a headless man